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Pàgina 244 - And with them the Being Beauteous Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine. And she sits and gazes at me With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars, so still and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies.
Pàgina 86 - There is a tide in the affairs of men Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat; And we must take the current when it serves, Or lose our ventures.
Pàgina 25 - The monarch mind, the mystery of commanding, The birth-hour gift, the art Napoleon, Of winning, fettering, moulding, wielding, banding The hearts of millions till they move as one : Thou hast it.
Pàgina 239 - Drink ! drink ! to whom shall we drink ? To a friend or a mistress ? — Come, let me think ! To those who are absent, or those who are here ? To the dead that we loved, or the living still dear ? Alas ! when I look, I find none of the last ! The present is barren — let 's drink to the past.
Pàgina 134 - With look, like patient Job's, eschewing evil ; With motions graceful as a bird's in air ; Thou art, in sober truth, the veriest devil That e'er clenched fingers in a captive's hair?
Pàgina 245 - How pleasant and how sad the turning tide Of human life, when side by side The child and youth begin to glide Along the vale of years : The pure twin-being for a little space, With lightsome heart, and yet a graver face, Too young for woe, though not for tears ! ALLSTON.